For Berna's invitation to go with her, Soldering agreed after a short hesitation.
He does have doubts about this elf who suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, but he really needs a pass now-although there are many ways for high-level rangers to pass through the blockade, it is better to cross the border safely and legally than those "alternative solutions" Much more, not to mention…
He has been away from his hometown for seven hundred years, and he is indeed very happy to see his compatriots appearing in front of him.
"It's too noisy here, why don't we go to my place?" Bernardo frowned and looked around. Those vulgar adventurers and mercenaries who always wanted to get close obviously made this young elf very uncomfortable, " I have a nice room at the Gray Whistle."
Solderin had another place to stay in the city, but he thought it would be good to take this opportunity to inquire about the situation of the elf in front of him, so he readily accepted Berna's invitation—the two beautiful elf "female" ladies left together After leaving this small tavern, the remaining adventurers and mercenaries in the tavern did not change because of this small episode.
They continued to drink to their heart's content, swaying the extra copper coins in their pockets and the extra topics in their stomachs, discussing the changes in the situation on the border this year and their livelihood after the beginning of spring-two elves, far less than what they can receive in the next one Business matters.
Solderin followed Berna through the cold streets and alleys, and soon arrived at the Gray Whistle Hotel in the southeast of the town.
The young elf girl did rent a nice room, and there was a small fireplace and a rough carpet in the clean and tidy guest room—it seemed that her financial situation was very good, or she hadn't experienced it in the human world. The embarrassment of spending light tolls.
"It's still quiet here," Berna entered the room, threw a few pieces of firewood into the fireplace, and said while lighting a fire, "Humans are really a very noisy race, aren't they? Oh, it's not that I don't like humans, but sometimes I think They are so noisy...”
"It's much quieter than a dwarf," Soldering said casually, and casually glanced at the furnishings in the room—there are traces of living there, and there are only elves in the air recently. "It's not easy to see silver elves in the northern region." , did you come here recently?"
Berna finally lit the fire, she clapped her hands, and said with a satisfied smile: "Yeah, I just came here recently. I traveled from the eastern gate of the dense forest barrier, along the commercial road all the way to Going north, through the fertile plains of Typhon and the northern hills, I finally came to this place... But I don't intend to go further north, this place is too cold, and I will freeze to death if I go further north. Yes Sister Er, don't you take off your cloak?"
Soldering took off his cloak casually, revealing the huntress costume inside—an excellent ranger can disguise himself in any situation, wearing a battle skirt and long leather boots are part of the tactical suit, Solderin is very Satisfied with his camouflage skills, and still can't understand why Gao Wen is always so surprised when he performs tasks in women's clothes. Isn't this required for normal tasks
He hung the cloak on the hook next to him, glanced at Berna's outfit again, and asked curiously: "Are you a druid?"
"Yeah, I'm from the Heart of the Woods faction," Bernardo said proudly, a magical light flashed on the amulet hanging on her chest, "My mentor is Master Heart of Thorns in Moon Valley, and I'm here to travel It was arranged by the instructor."
"Master Heart of Thorns? Is she still teaching apprentices? Didn't she say that she has retired and no longer personally guides apprentices?"
"Oh, the tutor, she lost all her retirement money playing cards with the Prophet of Moon Valley a hundred years ago, and then she came back, and recruited eight druid apprentices and forty cooks in one go..."
"Why recruit forty people who learn to cook?"
"The number of druid apprentices is too small, and the tuition fees collected are not enough to pay off the gambling debt..." Berna said nonchalantly about these "elven secrets" that might surprise outsiders, but after hearing these, Solderin But I only feel a kind of warmth and nostalgia: Many people who don’t know the truth always think that elves are old-fashioned, conservative, have a bad sense of time and are not good at communicating with others, but in fact elves are a race that knows how to enjoy life and entertain themselves , It’s just that most of them are not as enthusiastic and active as human beings in terms of emotional expression, which gives people some illusions.
Of course, Berna in front of me seems to be an unusual elf: she is as enthusiastic as a human being, which is probably the reason why her mentor assured her to go out and travel: it is very easy for such a character to adapt to human society .
"By the way... you know Master Heart of Thorns, but you don't know about her comeback." Bernardo looked at Soldering curiously, "Has it been a long time since you left the Silver Empire?"
"... It's been a long time," Soldering nodded, "I haven't been back for at least six or seven hundred years."
"Ah, if you have a chance, you should go back to your hometown. The royal city has changed a lot. The Queen ordered a new urban area to be built. This is the first expansion of the royal city since the Demon Tide..." Bernardo said excitedly, but said Halfway through, she suddenly shifted her attention again. She looked Soldering up and down, and asked curiously, "By the way, Sister Saul, I always think you smell very special... It doesn't look like the soil in this area. It's mixed with the smell of golden double grass seeds, it seems to be a kind of spice sold by Ansu merchants? I smelled it once or twice at a smuggler's place when I was in Typhon."
Solderin was a little surprised. He knew that the silver elves had a strong sense of smell, but Bernardo's ability to distinguish smells was too strong, but when he thought that the other party was the "Heart of the Forest faction" who was closest to plants among the druids ", he was not so surprised: the druids of this faction are very sensitive to the spices extracted from plants.
"I stayed in Anzu for a short time before," Soldering nodded, "that's why it was very difficult for me to pass the checkpoint—those Typhon soldiers were very wary of anyone coming from Anzu's direction, even elves No exception."
"Have you really been with Ansu?" Bernardo opened her eyes wide, her face full of joy, "Then have you heard of Ansu's legendary hero named Gawain Cecil? The dead man came back to life? Have you seen him?"
Solderin's heart skipped a beat, but his expression remained indifferent: "I'm from the East Ansu region, so I don't know much about it—but I've also heard that he died in the Dark Mountains after his resurrection. A colony has been established nearby."
Information about the Cecil Land has been spread, and there is no need to keep it secret, but if it is not necessary, Soldering does not intend to expose the connection between himself and the Cecil Land—even to his own compatriots .
This is not because he is too vigilant, but a sense of responsibility. He knows that he is currently shouldering a task and has a sensitive identity. Maintain this vigilance.
Berna didn't care about Solderin's ambiguity, she just muttered longingly: "The founding hero who came back from the dead... This kind of thing is like a story told by a bard. I really don't know what kind of story it is. People. It is said that Gawain Cecil and Her Majesty still know each other. By the way, although you have never met him, you should have heard more news in Ansu than I did? I heard that the revived hero not only established Is it true that he even formed an army for this purpose?"
Forming an army to recover the southern border - this is obviously something that adventurers and mercenaries have blown up indiscriminately. Although Soldering himself thinks that his old friend forming a wave of troops is really likely to beat the child, but he knows Gao The first choice of enemies in Wen's mind were those monsters that came out of the wasteland, so he couldn't help but shook his head: "It's probably a rumor, I didn't hear that Duke Cecil was going to fight the Ansu nobles Signal."
Bernard frowned, thinking: "Oh... But I always think it's not surprising that he fights with the nobles in Ansu, especially the nobles in the southern border. After all, the entire southern border was his fief before, and now The lords of the Ansu southern border have all invaded his territory."
Solderin was noncommittal about this question, but Berna's question did not stop: "By the way, Sister Saul, you said that if that Duke Cecil really fought with the nobles in the southern border, would he win? "
"How do I know?" Soldering was a little dumbfounded. He felt that the young elf girl in front of him was too curious about the human world—his curiosity had never been so strong when he first came out to travel.
But it may also be that he put all his attention on finding the hair restorer back then, so that he didn't pay much attention to other things...
Solderin shook his head, temporarily throwing irrelevant thoughts out of his mind, and then used the weather as a topic to divert Berna's attention: For safety's sake, he didn't plan to continue talking about things related to Cecil Territory.
After chatting for a while, Soldering got up to leave.
"Oh? Sister Saul, you can live here," Bernardo said enthusiastically, "My room was originally intended for two people—and it's already dark outside now."
Soldering is a very principled person, and he doesn't plan to have too much contact with Berna: "I have a place to stay, and I'm not used to being in the same room with others."
"Alright then..." Bernardo nodded, "Then I'll see you off..."
Solderling rejected the other party's kindness: "No need, you are not used to the cold weather in the north, you should stay here and enjoy the fire. How about we meet at that tavern at noon tomorrow?"
"Okay, that's it."
"That `s a deal."
After leaving the Gray Whistle Hotel, Soldering looked at the dark night ahead and took a deep breath.
The cold winter air in the northern region was poured deeply into his lungs, and then slowly exhaled, taking away some heat and making his thoughts clearer.
"At least the pass problem is solved..."
In the room of Gray Whistle Hotel, Berna came to the window, letting the cold night wind blow on her face through the gap of the window panel, her eyes followed Solderling who was walking into the night.
"Sol... what..."
Bernard grunted softly, then turned away from the window and walked towards the warm fireplace.
The rustling sound of vines rubbing against roots echoed in the room with her footsteps.